Noon. Perfect time to wander through the preserve on the outskirts of… - Southtown - A fighting game RPG

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Noon. Perfect time to wander through the preserve on the outskirts of the area, not too dark. Meaning she wouldn't have to worry.

A small smile crossed over Mai's lips, taking to a tree and taking a higher route through it. Curiousity was quite evident to her, curious to see if there was anyone else about. Anyone worth her time anyway.

As if.

"Quiet." She muttered under her breath, percariously perched on a rather wobbly branch though she didn't seem to take much notice of it if at all. Carefully she'd allow her gaze to wander, making sure she was not being followed. Nothing.

At least there was nothing around yet, it probably wouldn't stay that way for long. Silence and peace never did.

((Edited because mun's an idiot and can't think at one in the morning.))

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The roof caught her attention rather quickly, causing her to almost slip from her branch. Close call there Mai, managing to grab balance yet again. She'd move towards it, eyeing it as she got closer to it. Curious.

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While it vanishes out of sight as soon as she got back on the ground, the top of it can be seen again as she grows closer. It doesn't overtop the trees by much, though. Eventually, she starts hearing steady, measured grunts, as if someone were performing some kind of exertion.

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That sound seemed familiar, probably was in some weird manner. She'd stop for just a moment, leaning against a tree and taking yet another careful look around the area. A bit paranoid today she was, for no real good reason at that either. She wanted to move closer and investigate but it could spell trouble if she wasn't careful about it. Usually.

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And that caused her to examine the stumps for a few moments, lightly clicking her tongue for no reason. Curious. Attention went back to the sounds, wandering a bit closer to see if she could find the source for that.

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Very smooth! As a matter of fact, it looked better than could be done by usual methods. This makes sandpaper or chamois cloth seem passe..

As she rounds a tree, she sees Akuma working his katas. Behind him, the small building is seen, roughly half-built; the raised floor and elegant roof are completed, as well as support beams and framework.. but it was otherwise bare. There seemed to be the beginnings of rice paper off to one side, but it was currently on hold.

After a smooth, flowing punch, he drew himself up. "You do not need to hide, Shiranui. I could feel your ki for a fair while now."

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"Oh indeed, not that it was a bad thing to encounter out here. Who knows what could be lurking in these woods. Wolves, or demonic birds, or others who would be willing to harm little me." A lie, perhaps, but it was amusing in her book. "Of course. Why bother doing something if it's not done well?"

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Oh well, no matter. Was worth the stare, she should get an award for earning it. "Glad to know that. Though I think the wolves are smarter and more of a challenge." Oh no, that wasn't directed at him. Of course not.

"Mm? What kind of person would I be if I turned tea down?" And she'd move to follow after him, quite amused.

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"Probably so.. the greater part of humanity is shockingly weak." He never even considered it might apply to him; Akuma rarely starts fights these days. Usually, he just finishes them. One of the better parts to establishing a reputation, in fact. At this point, he's more likely to find worthy fighters by having them come to him, the more interesting of tournaments notwithstanding.

Sitting upon the steps, he decided to hasten the process and placed his huge hand over the kettle; channeling ki flames into his palm, the water boiled almost immediately and was poured into the teapot and set to steep. She might notice the same smooth finish on all the wood that was seen on the stumps..

"What brings you here, Mai?" Small talk never was his strong point, and social skills are close to nonexistence after the life he chose. Still, it seems as if he's making something of an effort.